A Beautiful Sight

One day I received a note from an older friend. It came at a time in my life when everything seemed to have fallen apart. It was a time of wrestling with self-worth and claiming a faith that worked. The note spoke of a God who follows His children even into the wilderness. It spoke of a “morning after” and it spoke about “waiting upon the Lord.” The note spoke of an older friend who cared. I kept the note and placed it in my desk drawer.

As time passed, I began placing all such correspondence in that drawer. Many years have passed since that first note and the drawer is overflowing. To others it may look like a pile of junk, but to me it is a beautiful sight. CONSIDER, whenever the world begins to get the best of me I open that drawer and I think about the people in this world who take the time to care. I think about people who do so much good and do it quietly, with no fanfare. I think about people who live in the same negative world in which we all live and still have something positive to give and say. And you know, after a few minutes with that drawer, my thoughts are quickly shifted away from what’s wrong with people to what’s right with people. The few words of hurting criticism are crowded out with countless words of encouragement.